Luyện nghe bài hát Parade

white man in white pants was
inside out and his ass
a little black on black rollerblades
his butt and picked it up
and gave it and said "hey pops,
c'mon down we're a parade!"

in this town
is turning brown, summertime
c'mon we're having a parade
don't answer phone, let it sing
and join the orchestra of
will be our soundtrack for today

a million people realize better things to do
than wasting their lives being accessible to you
like throwing off clothes and marching down the avenue
singing "i'm in new york city, don't i so pretty? hey!"

mike and jesse jackson
sit in tompkins square
reach a stalemate start game
jessica, tawana,
and the indian fonda
mr. softies in the shade

a big fat mama in a
and a college girl nothing on
share a over a lemonade
seven foot trannies tricks
with men on pogo sticks
'cause invited, hip hooray!

a million realizing that reality
is much more outside their door than it is on TV
a plethora of specimens have to the street
singing "i'm in new york city, don't i look so hey!"

it's in new york city
and the aren't just plain old pretty
they're hot as hell, i think i'm faint
even the and the hari krishnas
and the guy who spray paints solar
on the backs of plastic plates

it's so hot you fry an egg
on the back of the pit-bull my leg
i kinda like it, more can i say?
'cept here hot dog in her wig
three times a lady, sweating like a pig
the sun is everything's okay

a million people realize a smile on face
is more contagious than west nile or sars or aids
and what people smile more than a big parade
through the streets of new york
everyone's so pretty
life used to be so
but summertime, summertime, summertime, wooooooooo!!!!!!

man in white pants was dancing
inside out and his ass
a little girl on black rollerblades
found his and picked it up
and it back and said "hey pops,
down we're having a parade,
c'mon down having a parade,
c'mon down having a parade,
woohoo! hey!!!"